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Now without further ado, the climax of the story!
"Weasel-san, I choose you!" A roar sounded.
Itachi pounced onto me, flinging shuriken towards whatever direction I went in, his sharingan flashing wildly. I shunshinned out of the way, replacing myself as many times as my reserves allowed to be safe.
"Kisame-san." a monotonous voice deadpanned. "Stop calling me that."
"Suiton: Water Wall!" The first voice yelled again.
Alarmed, I jumped out of the way and started turning and twisting my body in every way to evade the spikes of water that shot out of the wall of liquid. However, I still felt cold water wash down on me all the same. I gasped, and swiveled my head around in search of the jutsu cast. There were none.
Immediately knowing what happened, I searched for the crack in the C-rank genjutsu and pushed.
"Kai!"
In front of me stood Kisame with a now empty bucket of water and a grinning face, as well as Itachi with a small smirk gracing the corner of his mouth. It was one of the first times I had ever seen emotion on the emotionless Uchiha, so I just stood there and gaped in astonishment. Evidently, Kisame had more experience gaining reactions from Itachi, for he was not at all fazed.
"Again! Again!" crowed the delighted blue man. He cooled down from his enthusiasm at a slight glare from his partner.
"Uh, for training of course. Yeah! I'm definitely more determined to help you beat a mist-nin who I don't know than see your hilarious reactions to pranks! "
He was met with a pastel pink frying pan with the face. Hang on, where did that come from?
"Chibi-chan, do you have to leave?" Aa familiar whine roused from the shark. "And we were just getting started!"
It turned out that Shisui shared many similarities to Kisame in terms of personality, and to Itachi in terms of looks. Which made sense, seeing as they were cousins and all.
"Kiseki-san has her Chunin Exam finals to worry about, and we have our own missions to complete."
"But still!"
"We have to go, Kisame-san. Our break from our last mission is over, and Leader-sama is calling us."
"Finee."
"Chibi-chan, where were you?" A stressed Shisui came into view. Too bad, I already filled out the proper forms before I left.
"I signed out at the village border, and gained permission from the Hokage to leave the village borders to further my training during the month of the Exams."
Shisui wasn't having any of my 'logic'.
"But Chibi-chan, you should have told me, your poor worried teacher!"
"She did," a familiar voice drawled. "You refused to accept it."
Shisui gasped. It was Itachi who said it!
Actually no, sorry to disappoint. It was Shikamaru, his spiky hair bobbing up and down as he walked towards us. Wait, he came to welcome me? I didn't inform anyone other than the Hokage which date I was coming back!
I stared at him in suspicion until the Nara began to look uncomfortable and looked away, pink spreading across his cheeks. Shisui started to grin like a madman at this, and cackled wildly before using the shunshin to god knows where.
"So, welcome back, I guess."
"Yeah, it's nice to be back."
We stared at each other awkwardly.
"So, food?"
"Sure, food."
What happened when Kiseki was gone?
"Stop bothering me, Maru-chan."
"Dad, I just want to know where Kiseki went."
"And I said that I can't tell you. Now go do something useful before Yoshino catches you."
"It's training for information gathering."
"Well said, son, but I'm afraid everything is confidential so I will now conveniently leave you in my office alone while I go for my break, also conveniently forgetting about the details of Kiseki's training in the file on top of the stack on my desk."
"Thanks, dad."
"It's confidential, stop bothering me."
What happened when Kiseki was gone?
"Sasuke, this is how you do- Are you listening?"
The last Uchiha stared forlornly into the distance, long gone from the lecture. Kakashi was concerned for his student's wellbeing, so he sighed and stopped the lesson, before sitting down next to him.
"What's wrong?" he asked gently.
Sasuke sighed dreamily. "My Kiseki senses are tingling." What the fuck. Kakashi thought.
"That's nice, Sasuke."
"We will now commence the final round of the Chunin Exams! Due to unforseen circumstances, Dosu Kinuta will not be participating in any battles. First up, Uzumaki Naruto versus Hyuuga Neji!"
The crowd cheered in excitement, some waving banners to support their favourites. Others placed bets, and many were already drunk from booze.
"Beat that donkey, Nekey!" One of the latter shouted.
"Wrong animal, old man!" The younger man shouted back.
Surprisingly (to me at least), Naruto won. While it was not as humourous as the time where he farted to victory, this time he squeezed himself into multiple holes for it. I sensed that he would be pretty popular with the ladies in the future.
As the time for the second match came, Sasuke wasn't here, for apparently Hatake-sensei's training had also included latecoming. I scowled at that.
Far away in the forest, Sasuke started shivering.
"What's wrong, do you need a break?" Kakashi asked.
"Kiseki is upset with me" the raven haired boy whimpered.
Kakashi could only stare at his crying student in disbelief.
Shino won, as I expected. I flashed a thumbs up at him and waved my signboard that said "Shino will crush you like a bug!" He was momentarily disgusted and distracted by the board, most likely because my amazing self had drawn an excellent art piece of a tarantula in the corner. In red and white.
"What is that thing?" Shibi asked his son.
"I think it's a type of mushroom." Shino replied.
And then, it was time for the spikies. Spiky haired creatures, fighting against each other. Perhaps I should have given Shikamaru a spiky weapon so he would have extra spike on his side.
The match was, sorry to say, boring. I slept through most of it, but woke up to find Shikamaru forfeiting. Huh.
Finally, it was my turn to show off my skills. As I jumped into the arena once more, I heard two calls of "Good luck, chibi-chan!"
Two men stared at each other suspiciously. One had curly hair and a leaf headband ("forehead protector!") and the other was in a huge trench coat, complete with sunglasses and a beanie in the hot summer's day. A nervous sweat drop ran down the second man's head, so Shisui deemed him safe and looked back at his favourite student.
I faced my opponent. He wore an eyepatch over his left eye, a white ripped shirt and had claws for fingernails. Lovely. "So I'm fighting against a midget girl, am I?" he sneered. "Don't cry too much when you get beaten up."
I simply smiled back, before raising my arms getting ready to release my jutsus.
"Start!"
I summoned water from the nearest water source, before shooting it towards the guy like bullets. "Suiton: Water Bullet!"
Up in the stands, Shisui stared at his student in disbelief. "But she's wind natured," he cried to the nearby Sarutobi. Asuma smoked his pipe and ignored the weeping teen, not wanting to be any part of this mess.
Ichikaru Ramen is now closed for the day, due to the mysterious disappearance of hot water.
"What are you trying to pull?" shouted Mist Guy (I forgot his name, so he's just Mist Guy now). "You'll never beat someone from the Mist with water jutsus. Watch this: Suiton: Water Dragon!"
A seriously overpowered dragon made of water was formed and tried to blow huge waterballs at me. Hence, I did the only logical thing and...switched places with Mist Guy.
The audience stared open mouthed when the dragon swallowed its own caster.
"Whoops." The Mist sensei said to the Mizukage unapologetically. "Probably should have gone through that with him first."
I waited in anticipation for what would happen next. The dragon seemed to have a sudden cough, and through it, it farted out Mist Guy. The majestic water dragon looked embarrassed at its own fart, before it dispersed itself. My jaw dropped. While crazy things were expected when I chose to become a ninja, a water dragon's bowel movements producing a soaked and raging ninja was definitely not what I had in mind.
"Prepare to suffer for this, Sagi!"
"Sorry!"I shouted back. "Maybe some wind will be enough to dry you off?" And with that, I unleashed my latest jutsu. "Wind Whip!"
Mist Guy never stood a chance, for with one swipe, he found himself sailing out of the arena and beyond. "Curse you, Perry the Platypus!" he screamed.
I looked towards the proctor. The crowd was silent, astonished by the sheer madness that just happened.
"Due to her opponent being unable to continue this match, Sagi Kiseki wins this match by default." The shaken proctor recited.
The audience rose into cheers and I gave everyone a big smile once more, bowing to their applause before making my way back to my seat.
"The Uchiha is here!" A yell came from across the stadium. So, Cretin 1 decided to finally appear? Guess he did not wuss out of his match after all. He changed his outfit, now wearing all black and confidently strutting past his team into the arena. He briefly flashed hearts in his eyes at me, and I caught sight of that strange mark on his neck once more. Why did he choose to get such an ugly tattoo?
Sandman landed in the arena, carried by his sand. His killing intent filled the arena.
'Start!" The proctor shouted.
They fought, head to head. Cretin 1 looked like he was winning by sheer speed, and appeared to be preparing a huge attack when The Sandman's skin cracked. He started horrifically transforming into some sort of mutation, and half of him became a monster.
Seriously, even the monster didn't have eyebrows? Poor Sandman.
Wait, no, there are feathers falling down. In Itachi's Five Rules Of Avoiding Genjutsus, this was a clear attempt to do a mass genjutsu. I broke out of it immediately (Try training a month with Itachi and not have some sort of immunity towards genjutsu by the end of it). When I woke up, the village was being invaded by the Sand and Sound nin.
How lovely.
After receiving instructions from Shisui-san, I was now deployed to defending the hospital. Hundreds of newly injured patients came in every hour I fought, and to every hundred 10 new ninja attacked. Thankfully, my parents were not there, so I assumed that they had managed to escape the brunt of it.
Halfway through, Shisui came to help me out, muttering about some strange man in a trench coat.
"Did he flash you?" I joked while jumping to avoid the spikes from the ground.
"Worse, chibi-chan. Much worse" Shisui shook his head. "He was blue, and started sound nins as soon as the news spread that Orochimaru was the Otokage. And the worst of all," Shisui shuddered. "His battle cry was "for Chibi-chan!"
Wow, I never knew that Kisame cared for me that much. I started to smile unconsciously, and my movements sped up. I would show him my proper thanks after I subdued all these people first. Shisui and I made a good team, we did team attacks by the dozen and our combined stealth made it seem as if no one was there killing enemy ninjas at all, until they discovered the bodies on the ground.
It was rather gory, but I preferred not to think about it.
Finally, the invasion was called off. The Hokage was dead, the Sandman was out of control, the Snake Guy had two less arms, and our village was in shambles. We were all given orders to rest for the day before we started rebuilding the village again tomorrow.
As I made my way home via rooftops, I noticed something wrong. The atmosphere was, tense, as if there was something bad going to happen. Right as I was about to jump to my favourite roof, I found nothing there. My house was smashed in, and probably everything in it.
Panic rose in my heart.
Where were my parents?
I used chakra-enhanced strength to pull away the broken parts of the walls and dug. They promised that even though they would not be able to stand watching me be in danger in real life, they would support my battle on television. Which meant that they were in the living room, where the television was located.
Using this logic to figure out my parents helped my denial in believing that they were not alive, and instead concentrated on finding my parents.
I dug for a long time, forgoing any jutsus that might have helped, because I needed to feel the pain in my arms.
I regret not going on that field trip that I promised to go on with them.
I regret not spending more time with them before they left the world of the living.
I was such a bad daughter to them, never bringing back the most stellar of grades or the best behaviour.
I treated them as if they would be there forever.
I took them for granted.
I miss their supporting selves, their willingness to help with every stage of my life.
I wish that they were not dead.
It was only 4 hours later that I found them. Their hands were held together, and half their bodies were destroyed. It made a beautiful yet saddening sight.
I felt numb. Regret, sadness, guilt, anger, all these negative emotions began running through my brain. I had to escape.
I can't take this any longer.
I knew their bodies would be buried with the thousands of other villagers that perished in the invasion, but I couldn't let that happen to my dear parents. They deserved better, if only in death.
With a nod to myself, blood dripping from my arms from digging so much, I cradled the bodies of Kokatsu and Kurutta Sagi and ran as fast as I could to the outskirts of the village. They looked as if they were sleeping peacefully, but I knew that they would never wake up.
I burned their bodies myself, scattering their ashes over a river. Julia had wanted to be cremated like this, so this is how both Julia and I would honour their deaths.
We had to.
Before we left the village.
Only a few more chapters left till the start of Shipudden, if you want more, please drop a review, because they are love!
Question of the Chapter: Which father in Naruto would you want the most!
Answer of the Previous Chapter: I would want Haku as my sensei, because of how patient and nice he is!